It’s been raining for the last three days here in Florida. Wannabe hurricane, Faye, has been remarkably slow moving across the Floridian peninsula. The result: torrential rain. Where we are, in North Florida, has been spared much of the deluge. But there’s been tons of rain nevertheless. So much so that our apartment has started leaking and I have (like you might see in movies) had to have buckets around catching drop of water as they fall from the roof. So much for American apartment construction.
The missus and I had a (very) quiet anniversary celebration. I think we’re getting old or something, because our idea of fun was to stay at home and enjoy each other’s company while enjoying tasty food. I suppose I can blame our lack of partying to the storm, but (you and) I know that’s not the case. 
Lastly, we had another baby checkup last early this week. So far, all is good. He’s weighing in 4 lb 14oz at this point. I wonder what his final weight will be. Maybe I should get a pool going…
